the girly who shall end all girls

i visited knitta D on Sunday, and there was a marathon on BBCA of the miniseries and the first season of Battlestar Galactica. i got warm fuzzies about how great the show was then, how full of promise. there were so many details i had never noticed, or forgotten: Baltar's Six only wears clothes that he saw her wear on Caprica. (look, i get to use the GIF userpic that i labored over lo these many years ago.)

i just finished reading Bridge of Birds by Barry Hughart. it was such a delight. if you love both The Lies of Locke Lamora and Kung Fu Hustle, you will love this. (man, i want to see Stephen Chow adapt it for film. i don't think anyone else could do it justice.)

Mad Max: Fury Road is the gift that keeps on giving: Feminist Mad Max

Darth Mojo is sharing his hour-plus sci-fi dance mix.

not done listening yet. so far, i'm happiest about the Six Million Dollar Man mix, but the Prisoner one and the extended Futurama theme were pretty cool...

ETA: there are at least two different classic Battlestar Galactica mixes. "this is Captain Apollo..."

i skimmed this before work this morning, and failed to get the joke. i was all bummed that no one knew about the event.

*headdesk*

i've never understood the fistfights with your friends thing. i remember watching A River Runs Through It and being thoroughly perplexed by the brothers breaking shit with each other's faces and then being the best of friends afterwards. i had no interest in Fight Club because of it. (i quite like the movie now that i've seen it. but i like it in spite of the fighting ritual.)

i do periodically play fighting games with C, and we both love it. we've also sparred a bit. (it's strangely sexy.) but it's never about working out our problems, it's just play. it could as easily be a racing game (except that i don't like them) or dancing.

where does that alchemy happen where shedding blood makes us bond? or is that a fabrication of entertainment? i think that it probably is not, since there tends to be some shade of truth whenever stories deal with human relationships.

( some BSG spoilers )

someone actually tried to ask me the question from Fight Club once. "if you could fight anyone, alive or dead, who would you fight?" the answer on the tip of my tongue was "you." i never did answer. but i wonder sometimes what it would have been like to take a swing. i expect i would have been the first person to run into a neighboring business to ice their broken nose and then get them to the hospital. it's who i am. i don't know how i feel about that.

we watched SciFi last night while sorting papers (keep-shred-recycle) and folding clothes. mostly this was for a re-viewing of Tooth and Claw, and a hate-lust relationship with BSG.

but the real prize of the evening turned out to be Heroes. we only have cable because of the internet, and we rarely turn on the television, so i've heard almost nothing about this one beyond seeing headlines on SciFi Wire. it's smart and compelling, and the premise is waaaay cool. i might even tape the normal showing on Monday. we'll see if i'm just charmed by the Japanese guy or if it has real staying power.

Tooth and Claw ( spoilers )

BSG ( spoilers ) i give them two more episodes to not fuck it up.